LYRICS BOOK

  • Avenue du Gare

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    I’ve been looking for adventure,
    Stockholm to the Riviera.
    Looking around for something new to try.
    Night time living like a playboy,
    high crime treat me like a toy boy.
    One word I need to hear to get me high.

    Ah Oui, do you like what you see.
    Ooh Yeah, got me walking on air.
    Ah Si, ‘cos I need your company,
    Oh Ja, on the Avenue du Gare.

    Cocktails Istanbul to Amsterdam,
    e-mails, naughty pictures or a telegram.
    Somedays I’m taking everything I can.
    Hot shot, Aeroflot or cabriole,
    night spot, me and you its time to play.
    What you got baby let me hear you say.

    Ah Oui, do you like what you see.
    Ooh Yeah, got me walking on air.
    Ah Si, ‘cos I need your company,
    Oh Ja, on the Avenue du Gare.

    I was looking for adventure,
    but I couldn’t keep it all together.
    Now I can hardly find the food to eat.
    Old clothes, cigarettes and alcohol,
    big dreams but then I had to lose control.
    One day you’ll see me back upon my feet…

    Ah Oui, do you like what you see.
    Ooh Yeah, got me walking on air.
    Ah Si, ‘cos I need your company,
    Oh Ja, on the Avenue du Gare.

  • A Bossa Love

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    dada…

    A moonlight Serenade starts playing in my head,
    the beauty of creation passing by.
    A sentimental journey with the sunshine in my hand,
    wonderful reflections in your eyes.

    dada…

    Dance with me – till we hear that distant melody,
    a carnival of colours fading in.
    That special vis-a-vis in a seaside restaurant,
    and tonight – I’m flying high.

    dada…

  • A Cool Cat in Town

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Aoohh, A Cool – Cat – In Town!

    It’s late at night while the dogs are sleepin´!
    She´s leaving the cave and the wheels are turnin´!
    A dancin´ on ice, but the temperature´s risin´!
    She steps in the club and the walls are burnin´!

    There´s a cool cat in town – never settle down, cause she loves
    chasing the dogs around.

    There´s a new kid around, and she knows she is bound to be the
    leader of the whole rat-pack, and she wont wait for the return of the mac.

    There´s a cool cat in town, never going down.
    One day she´s even heading for the crown—
    A Cool – Cat – in town.

    When the cat´s away, the mice are playin´ !
    They´re messin´around till they all start swayin´!
    Down in the club where the joint is jumpin´!
    The birds and the bees and the hip chicks are swingin´!

    There´s a cool cat in town –
    Oh, believe me, what a cool cat!

    She wont wait for a new dog around, who dont likes some cats in town.
    A cool kid around , Ah-widdely-dop-ba-domb-ba -dooby!
    A Cool- Cat- in Toooooown!

  • Bad Boy Good Man

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    Ready 1-2-3
    I´m a Bad Boy

    The ballrooms packed with cokey girls
    Satin frocks and shining pearls
    Click my fingers ladies swoon
    The hottest dancer in the room

    I’m a bad boy – I need to dance,
    if you don’t dance no romance
    feel like dancing dance with me
    first dance is always free.
    I´m a Bad Boy

    Bebop sliding down my back
    never alone when I hit the sack
    Swings a thing with a ringa-ding-ding
    I get wings when I sing —
    Ragtime reason and rhyme,
    I’m the reason , you’re divine.
    Rhumba mambo latin samba

    I’m a bad boy – I need to dance,
    if I don’t dance no romance
    feel like dancing dance with me
    first dance is always free.

    I´m a Bad Boy

    bad boy – I need to dance,
    if I don’t dance no romance
    feel like dancing dance with me

    I’m a bad boy – I need to dance,
    if I don’t dance no romance
    feel like dancing dance with me
    first dance is always free.

  • Birds like it

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Iain Mackenzie

    I just got to tell you baby, while we´re standing here,
    anytime that you´re around me –all the birds appear!
    While the grass is green, while the skies are blue,
    they come and gather here, just to sing for you –
    yeah, for you, they come and sing for you!

    Now I´m not hangin´round on ev´ry word you say,
    but I´ll be hangin´round you, more and more each day.
    Cause its so good to be among the chosen few,
    cause all the birds and bees wanne be right here with you –
    yeah, with you. They wanna be with you!

    So why dont we fly away

    I got to tell you baby, while we´re standing here,
    anytime that you´re around me –all those birds appear!
    While the grass is green, while the skies are blue,
    they come and gather here, just to sing for you –
    yeah, for you, they come to sing for you!

    Now I´m not hangin´round on ev´ry word you say,
    but I´ll be hangin´round you, more and more each day.
    Yes its good to be among the chosen few,
    cause all the birds and bees wanne be right here with you –
    yeah, with you. They wanna be with you!

    So come on and fly away

    Fly away

  • Black Cotton Blues

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    Music&Text: Martin Strathausen

    Woke up this morning, 2 o´clock in the afternoon.
    Couldn´t find no sleep last night, but I´m trying to feel allright.
    My brain is ringin´with any ole chords,
    I sing Hallelujah and I praise the Lords!

    It keeps on burnin burnin, it keeps on burnin burnin,
    it keeps on burnin my brain…

    Red is the colour of my dancing shoes, Black Cotton and I feel the blues.
    White is my shirt, but it´s no use, I wear: Black Cotton when I sing the blues.

    Went to bed that evening, 4 o´clock in the morning light.
    Tossin´and turnin´ deep in my dreams, was haunted by spirits till I gave up the fight.

    They keep on burnin burnin, they keep on burnin burnin,
    they keep on burnin my skin – it´s a sin!

    Red is the colour of my dancing shoes, Black Cotton and I feel the blues.
    White is my shirt, but it´s no use, I wear: Black Cotton when I sing the blues.

    I was riding a horse with no name, played the wrong chips – in the wrong game.
    Only looking for some peace of mind, I keep on searching cause it´s so hard to find.

    Red is the colour of my dancing shoes, Black Cotton and I feel the blues.
    White is my shirt, but it´s no use, I wear: Black Cotton when I sing the blues.

    ooh, Black Cootton, ooh, Black Cootton, when I sang the Blues

    Chorus 4 ad lib

  • Bunga Book

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    Music: Martin Strathausen & Text: Henrik Wager

    The world out there’s a jungle with danger everywhere
    But one old cat, a dirty rat does things that just ain’t fair.
    Now he’s the king of the swingers, at least he used to be.
    He thinks its cool to play the fool and mess with you and me.

    Look out ladies, dolls watch out! He’ll eat you up and spit you out
    He’s Bunga Bunga the king of fun, a big, bad, boss, the son of a gun.
    Take care Kitten Broads Beware He’ll break you heart with time to spare,
    He’s Bunga Bunga the king of sin, he won’t give up , he won’t give in
    You’re just a page in the Bunga book of his life (oh yeah)
    You’re just a page in the Bunga book of his life.

    Look Out ! (look out) Beware (beware)
    Watch out! (watch out) take care (take care)
    Would you like a drink? Do you have the time?
    Waddaya think? Your place or mine?

    Hey wait a minute, there’s more…

    The law of the Jungle, is a law of his design.
    A smooth operator, he breaks the rules every time.
    Slimy like a snake, he slides around the scene
    His big gorilla bodyguards, his jungle limousine.

    He roars like a lion …..
    But he’s just a pussycat…..
    Strong like an elephant…..
    But he’s just a dirty rat…..

    Chorus 3

  • Cocktail d´Amour

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    I´ve had some Cuba-Libre in Santiago,
    I´ve had some Sex on the Beach in Santo Domingo.
    Saw the Tequilla Sunrise in Tijuana,

    but I prefer, yes I prefer,
    some sweet wine
    wherever with you!

    I drank some Margeritas in Buenaventura,
    got some Havanna Green in Guantanamo.
    I´ve had some Chocolate Love in a seaside cafe,

    but I prefer, yes I prefer,
    some sweet wine
    wherever with you!

    I´ve had some Caipirinhas at Maracaibo,
    I drank some Yellow Birds in Martinique.
    Too much of Juicy Lucy in a downtown Bar,

    still I prefer, yes I prefer,
    any ol´ wine
    somewhere with you!

    but I prefer, yes I prefer,
    some sweet wine
    wherever with you!

  • Dixie Biscuit

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    Come on everybody
    If you’re running low you know where to go, lets feel alive, I’m jumpin’ Jive
    If you need a lift I’m the cat with the gift, I’m heart and soul, I’m cool creole.
    If you go with the flow down to “Basement Joe” with your greenbacks and your cadillacs
    You’ll find me with the honeys and the VIPs I’m Mister Nice, come and roll the dice.
    The latest craze of the dance floor days is right here in my pocket
    There are things that can give you wings but I’ll give you a rocket.

    Come and try my Dixie biscuit
    You can’t lose so why not risk it
    Come and try my Dixie biscuit
    You can’t lose so why not risk it, That’s right.

    When the lights are low but you’ve got the glow lets do the hop until we drop.
    The fillies fly when you feel this high, just standing room at the boogie saloon.
    No jelly beans on the mezzanine don’t hit the pipe if you ain’t ripe
    So blow your wig if you really dig, lets lose control let the good times roll
    Its all around the sight and sound I’ll give you some assistance
    Fun is free if get dizzy with me, don’t put up no resistance

    Come and try my Dixie biscuit
    You can’t lose so why not risk it
    Come and try my Dixie biscuit
    You can’t lose so why not risk it

  • Femme Libertan

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    My Femme Libertan.

    J´ai visité le paye secret
    A travers les réve Volant du soleil.
    Avec un sourire delicat
    Comme un cocktail de miel et chocolat.

    La beauté et une simple chose
    Un arc-en-ciel ou une cascade de Rose
    Elle m´a demande ce que je faisais ici,
    J´ai dit vraiment je cherche le parfum de la nuit.

    My Femme Libertan.

    Je te regarde avec mes yeux Parisien.
    Je me vois de venir Afrikain.
    Tes yeux noir cherche rien: que ce dont tu as besoin.
    Mais deriere je lis une histoire sans fin.

    Un mur de Jericho de sable et solitude
    Une atmosphére austére une creature de l´habitude.
    Elle est une sainte et une pechress: est son salut
    Un esprit libre, un Coeur de payee perdu.

    My Femme Libertan.

  • Forever Young

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    Forever young, forever young, forever young – forever young!

    Oh,those were the days, turning back the clock, tic-toc

    She used to be the beauty queen, a mans desire on every scene
    Oh she was every bodys dream – a real fox
    He was tall and debonair, perfect teeth and shiney hair
    You never saw a jaw so square, oh what a guy

    Well times are changing and rearranging. We’re going back where we began.
    A slow dance a romance, the bad boy had his chance. We’re gonna feel like Peter Pan

    Forever Young (I am feeling) Forever Young (we are feeling)
    Forever Young (are you feeling) Forever Young (cos we all wanna feel forever young)

    all you beauty queens out there, I feel forever young

    All those faded photographs, all those tears and all those laughs
    at times it feels so long ago, so long ago.
    Always something left to show, people come and people go
    Maybe just that mistletoe where we kissed

    That child inside us is free to guide us, To the magic of the future
    Lets wake up sleeping beauty, cos she’s such a cutie, and find Alice in Wonderland

    Forever Young (I am feeling) Forever Young (we are feeling)
    Forever Young (are you feeling) Forever Young (cos we all wanna feel forever young)

    You could try to change your face, but then it just looks out of place.
    Getting old is all the rage, you don’t need to fight your age.

    Forever Young (I am feeling) Forever Young (we are feeling)
    Forever Young (are you feeling) Forever Young

    Forever Young…

    Cause we all wanna feel forever young!

    adlibs

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  • La Passifleur

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    Music and Text: Martin Strathausen

    La Passifleur.

    Passifleur, une odeur fine de floraison,
    Un jour en été, chaudement et calmant.

    Passifleur, luxe merveilleux des floraisons,
    Dans un rayon du soleil, coleurs tendres des sens.

    La Passifleur.

    Passifleur, une odeur fine de floraison,
    Un jour en été, chaudement et calmant.

    Passifleur, luxe merveilleux des floraisons,
    Ta vue me calme et me dévoile l´abondance de la beauté.

    Passifleur, un jour en été.
    Passifleur, chaudement et calmant.

  • Longitude 54-21

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Sunny, sunny afternoon, somewhere beyond the sea and the moon.
    Taken away, behind my horizon, somewhere on Longitude 54-21

    Set sail on that sunny afternoon,
    a message in a bottle won´t make it to the moon.
    Somehow your latitude ´s a mystery.
    Waste some – of that lazy time with me!

    Sunny, sunny afternoon, somewhere beyond the sea and the moon.
    Taken away, behind my horizon, somewhere on Longitude 54-21

  • Love on a Rainy Day

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Love on a rainy day, love on a rainy day
    Dried out like the sun, no fun, the air too hot to breathe.
    The night was much too short, too lazy to go to work.
    So I’m waiting for the rain to fall, give me a break.
    A time to rest, to free my mind – I remember:

    Da da da da – dada
    Love on a rainy day.
    Ba ba ba ba baba.
    Time is fading away.
    Love on a rainy day–.

    That raindrops drumming – makes me wanna go back to bed.
    I love that rainy day, no pressure is pushing me.
    A time for love and watching dark clouds rolling by.
    The walls are wet, it’s warm inside, le mort petite, thats allright!

    Da da da da – dada
    Love on a rainy day.
    Ba ba ba ba baba.
    Feels like time is fading away.
    Love on a rainy day–.

    Da da da da – dada
    Love on a rainy day.
    Ba ba ba ba baba.
    It feels like time is fading away.
    Love on a rainy day–.

    Love on a rainy day.

  • Madame Coquette

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    She came from Charleston, she´s doing the Toot-Toot,
    She was fantastic, she was elastic!
    Like summer holiday, living from day to day.
    She was young, she had a dream: A famous ritzy dancing queen!

    A big Baloney, a cool Tomato!
    Tuxedo junctions , a real big Spender! A real big spender, a real big spender…

    Red lights were flashing, champagne was floating,
    Her animation, a new sensation!
    Like summer holiday, living from day to day.
    She was young, she had a dream: A famous ritzy dancing queen!

  • Mr.White-Suit!

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Mr.White-Suit!
    Well I was born again in nineteen twenty four,
    a calypso band was playin´ on the shore,
    behind the bars in the streets of this famous town,
    where after all – I lost my own.

    Desperados, dancin` bonitas
    sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.
    Want you to be my petite bambino,
    one day I leave to Portofino!

    But till that day, that beautiful day:

    I´ll do the Cha-cha-cha, here at Rico`s Bar,
    and even Merengue, down at Tonys Cafe. Mr.White-Suit!
    I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.
    I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!

    Each time I´m in the mood that I look at the sea,
    the ships are rolling in, none is leaving with me.
    Could not escape the noise and the lights of this town,
    and after all, I was going down.

    Desperados, dancin` bonitas
    sweet senoritas, drinkin` mochitos.
    Want you to be my queen of Fandango
    maybe I leave to San Fernando!

    But till that day, yes till that day:

    I´ll do the Cha-cha-cha, here at Rico`s Bar,
    and even Merengue, down at Tonys Cafe. Mr.White-Suit!
    I watch the sweet petitas, and the squeaky senoritas.
    I wear that white suit, I never felt that good!

  • On the Run…

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    I´m gonna pack my suitcase, I´m on the run… ooh-daba daba da…
    I´m on the run, three, two, one.

    I´m gonna pack my suitcase , I´m on the run,
    on the run from having fun,
    in nights at the Copa, cause I can`t resist,
    shimmering lights shiny boulevards.
    I´m gonna send you a postcard from San Jose,
    try to call you in Guantanamo Bay.
    Terrible heartache, no “buenas noches”,
    send you some flowers from Waikiki.
    I´m on the run. I´m on the run.

    I´m gonna pack my suitcase , I´m on the run,
    when something new means no more fun.
    Drivin` emotions, I´m restless inside, mama said:
    Run but you cannot hide!
    Pack my things in one-two-three, not gonna leave a trace of me.
    Playing the streetlife seems to be tough,
    a night in Tunesia was quite enough.

    I´m on the run. I´m on the run.

    I´m gonna pack my suitcase , I´m on the run,
    when nothing else could be done.
    Memories, pain, we´ve been here before,
    did what I did, and I closed that door.

    Why, tell me why, do we hurt the ones we love?
    When I, yes I´m only tryin to get what I need…

    I´m on the run. I´m on the run.

  • Pantaloons

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Magic Mirror – on the wall, who´s the fairest chick of them all,
    Swinging dobedoo – do the do, like Betty Boop ?
    it said: Tonight Josephine, try something keen!
    Soon, get off your Pantaloons!

    Get in your step-ins and then you will feel alright.
    A brandnew Cologne, don’t tie your skirt too tight!
    It makes you shake your leg to the magnetic waltz
    Magic ballrooms wont play no Schmaltz!

    Mirror, mirror up on the wall, who´s the fairest of them all,
    trying hard bedoo-bedee, be a jazzage Baby?
    It said: Tonight Josephine, stay on the scene!
    Real soon, get off your Pantaloons!

    Magic Mirror – on the wall, who´s the fairest chick of them all,
    Swinging dobedoo do the do, like Betty Boop ?
    it said: Tonight Josephine, try something keen!
    Coda:
    High noon, get off your Pantaloons.
    Now, get off your Pantaloons!

  • Permanent Midnight

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Permanent midnight

    If I’m high up in the skies,
    or down there on the ground,
    whether out there in a crowd
    or alone-
    If I’m starting brandnew games,
    or getting near the end,
    When it feels like the sun turned cold.
    It seemes like evrywhere – darkness all around.
    Anytime – darkness all around.

    Permanent Midnight,
    Permanent Midnight.
    The song remains the same,
    a continuing refrain,
    echoing in my brain.
    Midnight, midnight…

    If the band is playing hot,
    or the Blues ‘s to slow to go.
    If my heart is speeding up
    or down-
    If I’m excited and upset
    or feeling kinda bored,
    I’m captured in the midnight hour-
    It seemes like anytime – darkness is all around, yeah.

    Permanent Midnight,
    Permanent Midnight.
    The song remains the same,
    a continuing refrain,
    echoing in my brain.
    Midnight, midnight…

    Catch a falling star,
    try to put it in your pocket.
    Or searching for the rainbows end,
    believing there’s a happy end?

  • Pousse L´amour

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    First: take greatest care!
    Get a clean machine,
    To mix the finest drink on the scene:

    Pour some Maraschino,
    Some yolk on a spoon
    Take Vanilla Cordial
    Put the brandy on top.

    Pousse L´Amour, sweet and sour.
    Pousse L´Amour, this potion turns me on.
    Pousse L´Amour, serve me more!
    Pousse L´Amour, I´m getting love crazed.

    Here´s another receipt
    To create that special love fluid.
    Take the right ingredients
    And layer one on top of the other.
    Slip it into the glass
    Pour in some Benedictine,
    And some Brandy on top.
    Chorus 3 ad lib + tromb. fills
    Pousse L´amour.
    More amor´

    Pousse L´Amour, don’t need no more!
    Pousse L´Amour, now I´m in a love craze!

  • …quero te a sambar?

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    I have had a strange sensation, I´m in the wrong place and time.
    The power of your temptation, if I´d give in to you we could be flying high.
    In the south there is an island, barefoot dancing on the shore.
    There´s no better place you find, let the spirit blow your mind,
    Then come back for more.

    Quero te a sambar? All those happy faces filled with the look of desire.
    Amor te a sambar! Such exotic places glowing with the midnight fire.

    I need the smell of summer jasmin, I have to feel the ocean breeze.
    These island rhythms keep me dancing I can hear the people chanting
    cross the mirrored sea.
    The days are long but nights are longer, always a party going on.
    The heat is up we´re feeling stronger I´m not waiting any longer
    Sinto meo curasao.

    Quero te a sambar? All those happy faces filled with the look of desire.
    Amor te a sambar! Such exotic places glowing with the midnight fire.
    Quero te a sambar? All those happy faces filled with the look of desire.
    Amor te a sambar! Such exotic places glowing with the midnight fire.

    Quero te a sambar? Glowing with the midnight fire…

  • Senorita Bonita

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Four hundred years ago,
    came by Banana Boat.
    Left your island in the sun,
    where it all begun.

    Ooh oohh,
    what a Bonita–
    Menina que passa,
    where’s your Eldorado?

    Senorita Bonita,
    a shining Juanita.
    From Sansibar to Manila,
    known on each Avenida.

    Senorita Bonita,
    living no vida loca.
    Got no time for fiesta,
    maybe sometimes siesta.

    She came from Ipanema,
    she walked the street for money
    She got to feed her baby
    her brother played da Marimba.

    You – ooh, could be kinda free,
    Menina que passa,
    there’s your Eldorado.

    Senorita Bonita,
    a shining Juanita.
    From Malaga to Manila.
    known on each Avenida.

  • Step into my Time Machine

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    We all have our time machines don’t we? Those that take us back are memories and those that carry us forward are dreams!

    Verse 1
    I was born in 1924
    the sound of Swing beating at the door
    Shining shoes on the ballroom floor
    I stepped into my time machine
    Danced onto a different scene
    Beyond my very wildest dreams

    Ch 1
    Password and fingerprints
    Legal highs and spiked drinks
    Electric cars and push up Bras
    Step into my time machine
    Online Porn, Secret code
    Honey Money shot and a hot download
    the smartest phone and a flying drone
    Time machine, Time machine, Step into my Time machine
    Time machine,Time machine Step into my Time machine
    Oh ah oh ah

    Verse 2
    Strolling down the main street
    tapping in time to the doghouse beat
    to many dames that I’d like to meet
    Oh ah oh ah
    All those folks are looking so stressed
    I’m the only Joe who’s over dressed
    If you can’t have fun then forget the rest.

    Ch2
    Trigger men with Top hats
    Pitching woo with White spats
    Clip Joints and cool cats
    Step into my time machine
    Giggle Juice and Gin mills
    Grease Balls and Pally Pills
    Cookie pushers Molly Fills
    Time machine, Time machine, Step into my Time machine
    Time machine,Time machine Step into my Time machine

    If you’re never gonna make it in the real time baby then you’re never gonna make it at all
    If you wanna make a line for the swing time Baby then we could all be having a ball.

    But Money can’t buy class
    Class won’t get you ass
    Don’t need to talk your trash if you can dance dance dance

    Password and fingerprints
    Legal highs and spiked drinks
    Electric cars and push up Bras
    Step into my time machine
    Online Porn, Secret code
    Honey Money shot and a hot download
    the smartest phone and a flying drone
    Time machine, Time machine, Step into my Time machine
    Time machine,Time machine Step into my Time machine.

  • Swingfood Mood

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    I´m free, falling in love again,
    stole my heart and then somehow
    I´ll never be the same again.

    I know, this time could be for real,
    it´s in the way I feel inside
    maybe we can make it right

    I´m swinging in the mood of love, blinking to the girls around.
    Tomorrow I´ll be leaving town, but sentimentals wont get me down!

    I´m free – captured in love again,
    stole my heart and then, somehow
    I´ll never be the same again.

    I´m sure, I´m gonna save a kiss,
    maybe not even this, you know,
    love is a game I can´t resist!

    You say, this time could be for real,
    it´s in the way you feel inside,
    maybe you can make it right.

    Yes, I´m in a funny mood tonight, the ladies and the drinks are right,
    remember “tomorrow never knows”, and I´ll be free.

    Why, give my heart to you?
    I would have none, you´d have two, you see,
    that doesn´t make a sense to me!

    That doesn´t make no sense to me,
    I´m free!

  • Swing Punk

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    Music&Text: Martin Strathausen

    Come on evrybody, this is a new style, this is a fresh style, this is a swing style!

    I dont need your shoe, I dont need your shine,
    I dont need a brand new mobile, I dont need more Gigabyte!
    I´m diving high, I´m flying low,
    dont need to justify – this is my show!

    I cant stand what your saying, I can´t stand what your playing
    I cant stand what your doing – I´m a Swing Punk!

    I cant stand what your saying, I can´t stand what your playing
    I cant stand what your singin – I´m a Swing Punk! Ah, ah.

    I dont need your wine, I dont want your time,
    the word is mine, cause I´m a Swing Punk!
    Dont need a registration, need no certificate,
    My only password is : L.O.V.E.!

    I cant stand what your saying, I can´t stand what your playing
    I cant stand what your doing – I´m a Swing Punk!

    I cant stand what your saying, I can´t stand what your playing
    I cant stand what your singin – I´m a Swing Punk!

    A wibbedy babbedy bibbedy babbedy – Swing Punk
    A wibbedy babbedy bibbedy babbedy – Swing Punk

    I cant stand what your saying, I can´t stand what your playing
    I cant stand what your doing – I´m a Swing Punk!

  • Tango-for a Spy!

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Tango-for a spy.

    scoob`n doop bab`n bab – bab`n baby be dib doo.
    scib`n dap bab`n bap – bab`n baby be doo.

    Out for a secret rendezvous,
    where it is -aint got no clue.
    Down at Fernandos hideaway,
    didn`t leave no trace today.

    Daba, daba…
    didn´t leave no trace today.

    Tango-for a spy!

    Out for a secret rendezvous,
    got some time for two-by-two.
    down somewhere on the route soleil,
    didn`t leave no trace today.

    Da boo da boo da boo wah
    daba daba da ba yyey.
    Da boo da boo da boo wah
    didn`t leave no trace today!

    Tango…

    Out for a secret rendezvous,
    where it is -aint got no clue.
    Down at Fernandos hideaway,
    didn`t leave no trace today.
    (scat)
    didn`t leave no trace to day!
    didn`t leave no trace to day!

    Tango-d´la Spiona.

  • Taxi to Bombay

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Henrik Wager

    Taxi to Bombay!

    Dirt track Cadilac banging on a dumrak
    Blow pipe, tiger bite, tantric satellite.

    Maharashtra Mumbai, I just wanna disappear
    Hindi Konkani Marathi, Gujarati Bom Bahia.

    Guru henna heat, dog cow parakeet
    Rickshaw rich-poor Bollywood or Bangrabeat

    Sari or a Dhoti, Vada pav or panapuri
    Boss beggar bootlegger, dollar for a dynasty

    Taxi to Bombay!

    Yogi or an outcaste, Sanskrit sandblast
    Monsoon , too soon, flowing through my living room

    Vishnu Brama Shiva gotta get the Goa fever,
    Elevating meditating peace and loving pioneer

    Old world colony, mahatma Gandi, popadum
    Slum shack, car jack, what the hell is going on.

    Incense penitence, holywater, sacrifice.
    Cricket hockey buy a ticket rice spice paradise.

    Taxi to Bombay!

  • The Flappers Delight

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    Rendezvous: lead me to a swanky place,
    hear the sound of violins, now let romance begin!

    Sway with me, come on darling waltz with me,
    be a ballroom blitz for me, shake my banana skirt.

    Move up into the big time, now here´s my advice:
    Big brass wont make a fuzz, let´s only care about:

    The Flappers Delight! Flappers Delight.

    Ride with me, get down on your knees for me,
    Get me in the mood for love, fly me high up to the sky!

    Move up into the big time, now here´s my advice
    Big brass wont make a fuzz, let´s only care about:

    The Flappers Delight! Flappers Delight.

  • The Sky Is Not The Limit

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M: Martin Strathausen T: Lain Mackenzie

    The sky is not the limit,
    So let’s not just aim high.
    No, you don’t have to see it,
    But chances are, the chance may pass you by,

    So reach beyond the heavens,
    No winging on a prayer,
    It’s time to mark my path
    I hope that you come too,
    No more waiting round for someone else to show me what to do,
    Or, keep on dreaming.

    Bridge

    I’m not talking ‘bout changing you,
    You know who you are,
    This time we’re gonna go on our own
    So no more wish upon a star.

    The sky is not the limit,
    So let’s not just aim high.
    No, you don’t have to see it,
    But it could pass you by/ for life to pass you by

    So reach beyond the heavens,
    Don’t wish upon a star.
    It’s time to mark my path
    I hope that you come too,
    No more waiting round for someone else to show me what to do,
    Or, keep on dreaming.

    I keep dreaming…

  • Who´s taking the blame?

    Lyrics
    Act: TAPE FIVE
    M&T: Martin Strathausen

    You say that you cant keep – blaming yourself
    for ev`ry mistake – that you think I made.
    As evry coin has two sides,
    there´s never one that`s wrong or right.
    You didn`t even take the time
    to listen to the story of mine.
    We never promised love, as endless as the milky way,
    but we kept on struggling with silly fights day by day,
    day by day… we lost the way.

    I´m tired of feeling the shame,
    you hurt me and I did the same.
    I cheated you cheated me
    tell me, who`s takin` the blame?

    I´m tired of feeling the shame
    I´m wrong but you lost the game,
    forgive yourself, forgive me,
    some things – are not meant to be.

    You said, I said… I cant believe that its real,
    but it doesnt matter no more, no no.
    Like singin to an empty room,
    spent hours talking to you.
    So go the way you have to go.
    I wont sacrifice my soul no more.
    We never promised love, as endless as the milky way,
    let`s just say, we lost our way.

    I´m tired of feeling the shame,
    you hurt me and I did the same.
    I cheated you cheated me
    tell me, who`s takin` the blame?

    I´m tired of feeling the shame
    I´m wrong but you lost the game,
    forgive yourself, forgive me,
    some things – are not meant to be.

    And I´m tired of feeling the shame,
    and I´m tired of taking the blame.